I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"The patriarch, please get up."

Yang Lie hurriedly folded his hands, and the invisible divine power was released, which immediately made Yang Guxiao unable to continue.

Although the two sides can be regarded as a bit of feud, when the last time they fought Dongfang Hengying, the patriarch Yang Guxiao's unconditional defense had already made up.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible for Yang Lie to sit back and watch the family chief, and even the elder who is hundreds of years older than himself kneels to him.

"Yang Lie, please save my father!"

Yang Yue looked anxious, looked at it imploringly, and seemed to want to kneel down.

"Elder Yang Zhancheng?"

Yang Lie was slightly startled, "Where is he? Take me there!"

He didn't ask, nor did he ask what he needed to help. Yang Lie knew that they looked like this and the situation must have been very critical. Even though Yang Zhancheng had never had a good attitude towards him, he was actually a good person out of nowhere.

Being able to enter the ancestral land smoothly and smoothly, and finally having today's achievements is inseparable from his original kindness. Because of his feelings and reason, he had a problem, and he should help.

"Good! Father is nearby."

Yang Yue hurriedly said, she only breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw Yang Lie's statement.

Along the way, from Yang Jiuxiao's voice transmission, Yang Lie knew the whole story: after he solved the crisis of the nine divisions and the county war, Yang Zhancheng suddenly appeared in the clan through the teleportation array, and was already seriously injured and dying!

The guards were shocked and hurriedly reported to the higher authorities. Yang Guxiao rushed to hear the news and quickly summoned the best doctor to help him diagnose and treat. It turned out that the rest of his injuries were okay, except that he was "fate"——

At this moment, Yang Zhancheng's life almost collapsed. If he is not saved, not only will he not be able to save his life, but he will even lose his life!

They quickly invited Master Chenku, but after checking, the master only gave four words "I can do nothing"!

Hearing that, even if he was as iron and blood as Yang Guxiao, he almost fainted.

Fortunately, Master Chenku gave a glimmer of hope, that is-please Yang Lie!

He vowed to promise that if there is one person in the Dry Emperor Domain who can save Yang Zhancheng, it must be Yang Lie!

Although Yang Guxiao and the two had doubts about this, they immediately searched for the safety of their loved ones.

"Is the injury of God's life? Since it is so serious, I should be called out soon." Yang Lie frowned.

Yang Jiuxiao showed a wry smile: This kid, it seems that he hasn't realized his current position in the family yet!

Unbeknownst to Yang Lie, after defeating the Nine Branches and joining forces and deterring Longying Xiaochen and Chen Donghe in one fell swoop, in the eyes of the core members of the Yang family, his prestige has surpassed Yang Jiuxiao and reached the "Second Yang". Comparable level!

Now that he knew that he was cultivating in the quiet room, he gave Yang Guxiao grandfather and grandson a hundred courage, and did not dare to interrupt it forcibly. If Yang Lie was injured because of this, there would be no need for others to accuse them, and they would hit the wall with chagrin.

Even Yang Zhancheng himself, if he was conscious, would never agree to do it like this——

Even if he died, he would never be willing to hurt Yang Lie at all!

Because they know how difficult it is for the Yang family to emerge a truly powerful man!

"Arrived."

It was urgent to follow the authority, and ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter the Little Immortal Realm, and made an exception to allow Yang Yue and others to enter. Yang Zhancheng was also arranged in a secret room, trying to use the fairy aura of Xiaoxianjie to ensure that his state would not get worse.

"So what happened?"

Yang Lie stepped in, and what caught his eye was Yang Zhancheng lying on the bed of Wen Yu. At this moment, his face no longer had the usual boldness, but pale.

It can be vaguely distinguished that there are wounds everywhere in his body, and within it can be seen silky silver energy swimming like threads!

With the power of thought penetrated, Yang Lie felt the energy in his eyebrows in chaos, and his divine life talent was almost exploded.

Seeing that his father, who had always been regarded as a backing tree and sheltered himself from wind and rain, became what he is now, Yang Yue bit his mouth tightly in distress and his eyes were red.

"Master, you are here."

Master Chen Ku was thinking hard, when he saw Yang Lie's arrival, he hurriedly stood up and respectfully bowed.

Upon seeing this, Yang Guxiao and Yang Yue felt a little settled. Although they had heard Yang Jiuxiao hint that Yang Lie's life-refining methods were extremely good, they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, and they were somewhat disturbed.

Now, when I saw the attitude of Master Chenku, the anxiety in my heart was dispelled a lot!

Because they know how proud a group of life trainers are, if they can't convince them in the life trainer, even if they are cultivated up to the gods, it will be useless—

In the eyes of the life trainer, the rest were just a group of orangutans with uncivilized heads. Noble as a god, but only a stronger orangutan.

"What exactly did he encounter in the'Shooting Ancient City'? Shui Han and the others don't know what happened."

On the way here just now, Yang Lie also learned: Yang Zhancheng is going to the ancient city of Shou this time, preparing to pick up Luo Shuihan, Zhan Taiyue and others who were banished there.

Last time, because of the strong persecution of the Eastern family, although Yang Zhancheng and others tried their best, they could not keep the people around Yang Lie. Therefore, in addition to adoptive parents and Jiang Yu'er to stay in the clan, all the others were sent to hunt the ancient city to guard the monster beast.

In this regard, Yang Zhancheng always felt that he was incompetent and failed to protect them.

Subsequently, Dongfang Hengying was killed, and the power of the Dongfang family collapsed. Yang Zhancheng, who was apologetic, immediately set off to the ancient city of Shou, ready to take everyone back with grandeur.

As a result, when Yang Zhancheng returned, not only did Luo Shuihan not return, but he himself was so seriously injured!

"God is revealed!"

Yang Lie's eyebrows burst out with a silver-white soul power, and this power burst into the space between his five right hands and five fingers.

"Zhengzheng!"

The soul's thought power is like a spirit, pulsating endlessly, forming a small seal between the fingers quickly.

A slight whistling sound suddenly sounded, and this Yin Jue electric light and flint was submerged in Yang Zhancheng's sea of ​​consciousness. Then, with a sudden mention of his right hand, he pinched out a cloud of phantom!

This phantom is in the shape of a heavy dark river, with a gray and black color. The whole river is no longer flowing, and it looks lifeless. The flowing water, which used to be in all shapes and forms, is now stagnant like a solid, with countless cracks filling it——

It was Yang Zhancheng's fate talent, Ling Yuanhe.

Although this divine destiny is not considered superior among the four stars, it is quite fast to refine the immortal power after full urging. And when fighting, superimposing it on the move, the increase it can play is amazing.

"God! It's the'Hand of Origin'!"

Chen roared bitterly, and immediately, he covered his mouth tightly, for fear of making a sound.

Everyone is not a life trainer, so they can't understand his excitement, but if they are replaced by any experienced life trainer, their performance will not be much better than him——

The Hand of Origin is the legendary method used by the life trainer to diagnose the injuries of the martial artist's fate!

From the day the warriors awakened, the divine talents followed them throughout their lives. Complement each other and benefit each other. The tyrannical fate talent can not only increase combat power, but is also vital to the improvement of the martial artist's cultivation.

If it hurts his life, the warrior will often be seriously injured and unconscious!

Therefore, when treating them, the life trainer can only rely on his own soul power to enter the sea of ​​martial arts to check. In doing so, the risk is quite high. First, the observation is not accurate enough, and second, it is also possible to "misdiagnose".

Therefore, Chen's hard practice has "observing the eyes", and the other four-star life trainers often have their own special means to observe the state of life.

But among all the methods, the Hand of Origin is undoubtedly coveted by people!

Once this method is used, it is entirely possible to "catch" the fate of the severely injured warrior and make it appear to the outside world. In this way, the martial artist's divine life injury was naturally seen clearly, and the details were many times better than Guanshen Eye.

It's a pity that only the "Master Wood" who has long since disappeared has used it, and Chen Ku is the first time I have seen it.

"If Master Chenku is interested, I will pass you a copy in the future."

Yang Lie doesn't cherish himself. This master of bitterness has been in the Yang family for many years, and the two sides have already established a deep relationship. The stronger his life trainer skills are, the more beneficial it will naturally be to the Yang Family.

Master Chenku stayed, the huge surprise almost knocked him out.

"Master You Lao prepared for me the ‘Sky Blue Treasure Cicada’, the ‘Sanhe Daisi’, and the ‘Golden Winding’..." A series of nouns came out of Yang Lie’s mouth without any pause.

"Yes, master."

Chen is very hardworking and energetic, and the wealth he has accumulated over the years is terrible, and all these materials are all available, and he took them out in the blink of an eye.

However, a trace of confusion flashed in his heart uncontrollably: Yang Zhancheng's **** talent was biased towards feminine, but Yang Lie's main materials were all masculine and fierce!

This magical master, what kind of fate and soul mark is he going to refine to save people?

"Inspiring!"

With a move from Yang Lie's right hand, a turquoise winged spirit worm was attracted by him. Under the control of his powerful soul power, this spirit, insect and life spirit could not break free at all, and could only twist unwillingly.

"Soul melt!"

He stopped drinking again.

Those main materials, which were shining with red glow, flew over like a flame. Afterwards, Yang Lie's soul thought power turned into a hammer, ding ding dong dong banging up, and the essence of it was forced out in the blink of an eye.

"Ningyin!"

In the final closing procedure, Yang Lie's movements were dazzlingly fast. It only took half a cup of tea time to refine this Fate Soul Seal for the most part.

After the fate and soul mark appeared in its embryonic form, Chen opened his eyes bitterly, and his lips kept trembling: "Master, you, you don't want to repair his fate, you, you want to—"